Beautiful day
Apr. 29th, 2007 07:51 pmIt was sunny with little puffy clouds, a very light breeze, and a temperature just above 80°F.
Our friends Doug and Leon came for a more or less middle eastern dinner that Gary wanted to make. He did three kinds of flat bread (I liked the Moroccan one best, it had anise seeds inside and sesame seeds outside, and the crust was brushed with olive oil before baking) and three kinds of hummus, all of which were delightful. Then we had shishkebab made with chicken, sweet peppers, sweet Vidalia onions, mushrooms, and tomatoes. Couscous, pickled watermelon rind, potato salad, and red wine rounded it out. Doug brought brownies for dessert.
I took Tess out to the grass for almost an hour. She's getting used to the idea that she will get to go out and doesn't need to fuss or rush, and she's always good coming back, even though she obviously would prefer to stay out. This time it was threatening rain, and we did actually get a sprinkle while finishing up evening chores. I guess more may be on the way. Doug enjoyed a little conversation with her in which she gave him lots of kisses on his hands and arms. He remarked on how nice she is, which is usually true. She's a sweetheart as long as she knows she can't take over and play alpha mare. Put her with other horses, though, and all bets are off. She's out to claim the top spot.
The sheep are over the trauma of being sheared, and were probably quite happy not to have that load of wool when it got so warm today. I think it must be the first time this year that the temperature was still above 70 at 8 pm.
Our friends Doug and Leon came for a more or less middle eastern dinner that Gary wanted to make. He did three kinds of flat bread (I liked the Moroccan one best, it had anise seeds inside and sesame seeds outside, and the crust was brushed with olive oil before baking) and three kinds of hummus, all of which were delightful. Then we had shishkebab made with chicken, sweet peppers, sweet Vidalia onions, mushrooms, and tomatoes. Couscous, pickled watermelon rind, potato salad, and red wine rounded it out. Doug brought brownies for dessert.
I took Tess out to the grass for almost an hour. She's getting used to the idea that she will get to go out and doesn't need to fuss or rush, and she's always good coming back, even though she obviously would prefer to stay out. This time it was threatening rain, and we did actually get a sprinkle while finishing up evening chores. I guess more may be on the way. Doug enjoyed a little conversation with her in which she gave him lots of kisses on his hands and arms. He remarked on how nice she is, which is usually true. She's a sweetheart as long as she knows she can't take over and play alpha mare. Put her with other horses, though, and all bets are off. She's out to claim the top spot.
The sheep are over the trauma of being sheared, and were probably quite happy not to have that load of wool when it got so warm today. I think it must be the first time this year that the temperature was still above 70 at 8 pm.
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Date: 2007-04-30 01:56 am (UTC)We have lots of daffs here. You haven't seen it at this time of year. Gary keeps planting more and more of them, so there are patches all over the grass under the trees, all shades of yellow, white, and even orange. Early and late bloomers. Some are just opening now.
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Date: 2007-04-30 02:30 pm (UTC)The first horse I road was named Charlie.
When asked about my riding skills I said, "If theres less than
zero, I'm it."
They put me on Charlie.
He was old, and none to happy for /another/ rider. But he did his
duty, letting me lead him in slow left turns around the pen, though
at each turn by the barn I had to pull harder cause he obviously
wanted to go straight back to his stall.
I could almost hear him speaking in the voice of Eeyore;
"Another ride around the pen, I only want my oats, oh my back,
this one is light but he pulls too hard on my reins, when
will it ever end?"
Maybe he was Marvin the Robot in hoss disquise. c.c
The next time I rode a horse I said, having learned
my lessons well, "I'm pretty good".
They gave me Phoebe.
*hangs on and cries and pets her and begs her to stop*
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Date: 2007-04-30 03:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-30 04:10 pm (UTC)caught her. She tossed her head and
looked at me. I peered at her and rubbed
my rump. She snorted and they led
her away.
I haven't been on a horse since.
When the Apocalypse happens and I /have/
to ride a horse, sure. Until then...
I can fix my car eaiser. @.@
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Date: 2007-04-30 04:54 pm (UTC)Actually I enjoy my horse's company just as I do my dog's. She likes me, it seems.
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